Old ghost Weng takes action.

The cloth was swept away, and a sharp stream of Qi shot out from his sleeve.

He is a sword cultivator, and every move he makes is filled with sword intent. Although this zhenqi is not emitted with a sword, it still contains the slightest trace of sword intent.

The momentum was not as great as the Mysterious Jade Finger that Mu Ping had used before, but the power was ten times and a hundred times greater.

Thunder in a silent place.

Killing Lu Yun is completely enough.

After Old Ghost Weng swept out this true energy, he no longer looked at Lu Yun, but focused on Lin Qingtan, thinking about how to compete with Gong Ziyu for the Qing Emperor Xuanhuo Cauldron.

Mu Ping was not considered at all.

Because even if Mu Ping took the forbidden elixir, she would not be a match for the two of them.

Weng Laogui's only opponent is Gong Ziyu.

"Huh?"

Because Lu Yun and Lin Qingtan were standing very close, Weng Laogui's eyes had just moved to Lin Qingtan, but the scene that happened next forcibly pulled his eyes back.

Old Ghost Weng discovered from the corner of his eye that Lu Yun did not die due to his sword intention energy, and he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

"This kid is indeed quite capable."

Old Ghost Weng's eyes darkened and he said.

Mu Ping said in a cheerful mood: "I have already said that this madman is not simple. If you don't show some real skills, Mr. Weng, how can it be so easy to kill him?"

"snort!"

The old ghost Weng looked displeased and snorted coldly. When he looked at Lu Yun again, his murderous intent was so intense that it almost froze into frost. He yelled loudly: "You bitch, why don't you die!"

The true energy surged out.

Lu Yun was not killed by one move, and was even mocked by Mu Ping. Old Ghost Weng felt that he had lost face, so this blow was infinitely more powerful than the infuriating attack just now.

"You keep talking about shit, you old bastard from Kunlun, your mouth really stinks."

This time, Lu Yun did not sit still and wait for death. After scolding him, he actually took the initiative and rushed towards Old Ghost Weng, his nameless magic power running wildly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After Lu Yun smashed Weng Laogui's infuriating attack, he punched one after another. Every punch he punched caused an explosion in the air, and the momentum became stronger and stronger.

I heard Mu Ping say before that Lu Yun's Kung Fu was very weird. Old Ghost Weng still didn't believe it, thinking that Mu Ping was just looking for a way to save face.

Until now.

Only when Old Ghost Weng really felt Lu Yun's energy did he realize that it was indeed strange.

"This madman..."

When Mu Ping, who was not far away, saw this scene, a hint of horror appeared in her eyes.

How could you not see that Lu Yun's attack at this moment seemed to be more fierce than when he fought with her before.

However, what she didn't know was.

Previously, Lu Yun was feeling agitated and wanted to vent the true energy in his body, so he thought of using it up first and then killing Mu Ping.

This created an illusion for Mu Ping.

Now that Lu Yun has woken up, he can freely control his true energy. It is not as scattered as before, but most of it is concentrated in his fists, so his attack is naturally more fierce.

Gong Ziyu said thoughtfully: "This kid is able to condense his true energy to such an extent without using boxing or martial arts. His skills are indeed not simple..."

He licked his lips and his expression suddenly became excited.

"Compared to the Qingdi Xuanhuo Cauldron, I am suddenly more interested in his skills."

People at Yunshan Academy like to study strange martial arts and martial arts the most, including some magical skills.

The skills practiced by Lu Yun successfully aroused Gong Ziyu's interest.

No matter what Mu Ping and Gong Ziyu think, anyway, Weng Laogui is in a very uncomfortable mood at the moment. He is simply a loser. If he continues like this, he will have no shame in stepping down!

"Ghost Sword Eleven!"

Old Ghost Weng couldn't care less, he shouted angrily, and the long sword behind him whizzed out, floating above his head, and the sword power gathered crazily.

This is the sword technique of their Ghost Sword Sect. There are thirteen moves in total. Old Ghost Weng has practiced to the eleventh move, which is the strongest attack method he currently has.

Two consecutive defeats had made Old Ghost Weng lose his patience, so he didn't want to waste any more time with Lu Yun and directly used his strongest killing move.

"Let me see if you, this bitch, are still alive!"

Senhan's sword light reflected on Old Ghost Weng's face, making his already thin face look a little weirder.

With a roar.

The sword directly above the old ghost's head suddenly transformed into eleven sword shadows, each sword shadow carrying terrifying killing intent.

Lu Yun looked at the eleven sword shadows and his eyes flashed.

Swordsmanship is really interesting.

Although the old Taoist master gave Lu Yun the Soul Controlling Divine Sword, he didn't teach him any swordsmanship or anything like that, just like he didn't teach him any martial arts skills.

In terms of martial arts, it's not bad. Lu Yun relies on his domineering nameless magical skills. As long as they are of the same level, he can violently crush any martial arts.

But at this moment, seeing Old Ghost Weng display his sword skills, Lu Yun was a little moved.

One sword turned into eleven swords, and each sword was so terrifying. It seemed that the bonus of swordsmanship to strength was extremely high.

Lu Yun suddenly wanted to learn swordsmanship.

This may also be related to the two shocking sword intentions collected in his palms, which gave him a sense of heroism that I can do whatever I want.

I hope that one day I can also rely on my own understanding of swordsmanship to condense such terrifying sword intent.

Buzz!

During this moment when Lu Yun's thoughts were wandering, the eleven sword movements above Weng Laogui's head had been completely condensed, and overwhelming killing intent poured down.

In an instant.

A stream of red light appeared in Lu Yun's hand, which was the Divine Sword of Soul Control.

"I also have a sword, but I don't know how to use it. I'm just curious. If I slash out with a sword at random, can I block your powerful swordsmanship?"

Lu Yun said with a smile, and at the same time told Lin Qingtan to stay away.

This scene.

In Old Ghost Weng's view, he was simply crazy to the extreme.

He struck out with a sword randomly and tried to resist his Ghost Sword Eleven?

I'm afraid it's not just a fantasy!
Chapter completed!